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I Never Ask Him ,'Why?'
I Never Ask Him "Why?"
I never ask Him, "Why?".
He doesn't make mistakes.
He helps me, soothes my hurts.
My thirst for Him He slakes.
I never ask Him, "Why?'.
He knows much more than I.
He listens to my pleas,
In silence lets me cry.
I never ask Him, "How?".
When I have made the choice.
He takes my trembling hand,
And hears my plaintive voice.
I never ask Him "How?".
It matters not one whit.
He helps me find my way,
When fallen to the pit.
No "Why?", nor "How?", but "When?"
Will I begin to heal?
Will I again feel safe?
Have just one hope fulfilled?
Not "Why?", nor "How?", yet "When?"
God moves , and OH! He could!
He'll take the mess I made,
And work it for my good.
Dear Jessica
Yes, our dear God never makes a mistake. Thank you for reminding me to see the beautiful and trust Him in everything! How easily one forgets about His love and that He knows best...
Kind regards
Nicolette
Jessica, as usual, you perfectly complement so many ideas I already have. This one gave me a nice perspective for the week. Please remember our prayer-partners this week. Love & prayers. Teddy
"Poe" I'm not, nor "Rich" am I,
but I'll be famous, b'ye and b'ye !